Rib Flower [Ability]

When he woke up, Herlo found that he had been changed into a set of clean clothes, and Sayero was missing, leaving only the suit jacket and a small communication terminal.

He threw both things into the trash can, walked to the window to observe the so-called fully enclosed school, and found that even the sky above his head was fake.

It was just a false image of a holographic projector shining on the arched protective net, but his gaze unconsciously lingered on it for a while.A planet as bright as the sun hangs in the gorgeous and illusory sky, and another tiny satellite revolves around it.

Much like him and Sayero.

Helo breathed out towards the window, wrote Sayero's name stroke by stroke, pressed his lips together for a kiss, closed his eyes like a drunk, stroked the ring around his neck, the lingering temperature from last night seemed to still be in the There, the hickey on his Adam's apple was still aching, reminding him of Sayero kissing so passionately, and the ferocious force with which he entered him, as if he really... loved him very, very much.

Just recalling the way Sayero was moved by him, he reacted sensitively again.

With a wry smile and a glance at his dissatisfied lower body, Herlo grabbed the suit jacket he had thrown into the trash can, held it in his arms, and took a deep sniff of Sayero's scent on it like a drug addict.

He was getting deeper and deeper, and he couldn't pull it out in this life.

He leaned his head up on the table, spread his legs towards the void like a whore, in exactly the same posture as last night, clutching the sleeve of his suit and groping towards his crotch, imagining that it was the other's hand comforting him, panting softly and moaning coquettishly It seemed to murmur into the air: "Can you hear it... Sayero?"

What answered him was a silence, like the long days and nights he had spent in six years alone.

The heart sank down and fell into a dark swamp.

He stroked up and down through the fabric of the suit, his gestures were masochistic and rough, and when he reached the climax, he yelled wildly, but his brows were frowned, and his throat kept slipping and trembling, as if he was being tortured.

"Look, you broke me...Master. I'm about to become your sex slave."

Slowly recovering from the dizziness, with a hoarse voice and red eyes, he stared at the communication terminal in the trash can and muttered to himself.

It can't go on like this, he has to get out of here.

Since Sayero wants to leave him behind, let him never find him again.

Helo thought bitterly, walked to the door, and just happened to hear someone ring the doorbell.

He opened the door, and there was a boy in a ridiculous sailor suit standing in the doorway. He had curly orange hair and a beautiful glowing face that looked exactly like the famous movie child star Jillier Burton. He was a lot of pedophiles. Obsessive love style.

"Hi, you're new here. My name is Jillil. I live next door to you. What's your name?"

The boy showed his white teeth, a standard theatrical smile.

"Hello, Eaton." He replied lightly, and couldn't help but feel glad that he was not trained by Sayero to be such an inflatable doll that seemed to come out of a mold.

He is an inflatable doll with personality.

Twisting the corners of his mouth mockingly, he took the uniform handed to him by the other party and changed into it, and walked out of the dormitory without hearing the vibration from the communication terminal.

"Eaton, what major did your master choose for you?"

Helo shook his head indifferently, stripping away Sayero's factors, he really hated obeying the duty of clone slaves.He looked at the ID card printed on his arm, who knew what major Sayero had chosen for him, maybe it was learning how to be an inflatable doll that wouldn't bother people?

Jillier led him into the palace-like and magnificent school building. There was a row of terminals at the door, and various pictures were shown on the screen. Jillier walked up to one of them and swiped his ID, and the terminal opened immediately. A door and a staircase leading directly below.

Unbearable groans floated out from inside, like a demon's lair.

"Are you coming too?"

Jimmy smiled happily back at him.At this moment, He Luo unexpectedly found a trace of sadness in his eyes.That fleeting expression was so real, coming from the depths of his soul, that it immediately pierced through his pretended carefreeness.

He was taken aback for a moment, and put his palm on the terminal. The occupation displayed on the screen was actually a policeman?

Can clones be law enforcers?Obviously impossible.

Even children know the legal provisions on human cloning, and they are deprived of all human rights from birth in order to prevent human cloning from becoming a factor of social instability.

At most, it's just playing the role of a policeman in that kind of virtual playground for some disaffected guys to vent their anger.

After all, he has to thank Sayero.Thanks to him for giving him life, and a short experience of living like a normal person, he was sent here to be "protected".

It's just that it's more refreshing to die or disappear than to live without seeing the light of day.

If that's the case, maybe Sayero will remember him longer, just like Ai Ling.

He stared at the screen for a long time, and this thought scratched his heart like a file.

"Wait a minute, Jill."

He typed a string of codes quickly and silently, but a current suddenly hit his neck, reaching the ring on his hand, flicking his fingers away, and tried again, still the same.He froze there in astonishment, and then tried to pull out the ring, but found that it was tightly clasped on his finger and couldn't move. Then he punched the screen heavily, blood dripping from the phalanx, and the sharp siren sounded.

"There's a clone out of control here!"

"Sayero! You bastard!" Helo yelled through gritted teeth.

Two in the morning.

Washington DC.

Walking out of the marriage registration office, Sayero touched the monitor behind his ear, paused, then switched to another line, but looked at the thing on his ring finger—exactly the same style as he gave to a little guy meteorite ring.The unpolished surface shone with a pure halo, reminding him of Hero's eyes watching him, like stars, and like drowning lakes.

The agent, who was nearly forty years old, stared at it, intoxicated like a kid in love.He lowered his head and kissed the ring, his slender eyebrows knit together emotionally in the shadows.

At this time, a loud signal sounded.

"Alex, our informant is waiting for you at the old factory in the military region, take him back to the headquarters immediately."

He followed the coordinates displayed on the watch and walked into the factory not far ahead.

The copper wire screen shields all electronic signals, making the entire dark space as quiet as a cemetery.

Footsteps stepped on the snow-covered ground, making a rustling sound.

A skinny Asian man with his trouser pockets in his trouser pockets casually got out of an aircraft, jumped to the ground, and grinned at him with a lollipop in his mouth.

His face was extremely pale, his eye circles were a little blue, but his expression was as ruffian as before.

"You're still alive." Sayero keenly sensed something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.

"Yes, I am alive, old friend."

Ando opened his arms and embraced him eagerly.

"How did you escape from the Lost Ruins? What about the rest of the search and rescue team?"

"Not long after you were captured, the Lost Ruins was like a hornet's nest being blown up. How could we take care of unknown pawns like us? Besides, those people came for you, and they didn't intend to do anything to us, so I took advantage of the chaos. The other people fled back to Thorn Paradise headquarters. This matter has reached the ears of Governor Thorn. Your past identity has been exposed and you cannot go back. However, I have not been suspected yet. As for Hero... I don’t know what the Governor was thinking, he even asked about his whereabouts, as if he was very concerned about him, and almost fell out with Isaiah.”

"Isaiah didn't tell him about Ailing?"

"No. I eavesdropped on their calls. Apart from mentioning you, I was talking about their secret plans. I will report the details of these plans after I arrive at the bureau."

Ando spread his hands, jumped onto the aircraft, and smiled at him while biting a candy.

"Why, after so many years of friendship, you still can't trust me"

"There is no friendship in front of military secrets."

Sayero glanced at him casually and started the engine.

"It's really comforting." Ando curled his lips, "I don't know how Helo can stand a brother like you, thanks to the fact that he likes you so much...By the way, how is that kid doing now?"

"None of your business."

Sayero's blunt refusal made the opponent feel ashamed.

"Hey, I've taken care of him for five years, even if you don't mind my crush on him..."

"Shut up. Say one more word and I'll let you go down now." The aircraft wobbled to the side, almost throwing the person sitting on the co-pilot out first.Ando had no choice but to shut up, and changed the subject tactfully, "Is your body okay?"

"No serious problem for now."

Watching the cia headquarters building getting closer, Ando lowered his voice: "There is something I must remind you. I have tested the stuff in your body, and it cannot be eliminated by ordinary 'Flower of Evil' virus, you can only inject it regularly The serum suppresses it, otherwise the consequences are unimaginable. Once the cia finds out about your abnormality, I'm afraid they will isolate you?"

"I know this." Sayero glanced at him sideways, took out a bottle of potion from his pocket and threw it to him, "Take it."

"To help me pass the lie test? But is this the attitude of asking for help?" Ando slowly twisted open the medicine bottle and followed the trend, "I said you should give me some favors to bribe me, sir?"

"He's in the hospital, still in a coma."

Ando clicked his tongue, chewed the lollipop and muttered: "There is no sincerity at all. Sayero, do you know that your guy's psychological camouflage skills are indeed top-notch, but you can't lie about this kid. Kaneya Tell the truth if you hide your charm, I can't take him away from you."

"In a few days, I will take you to see him."

"I want to know where he is."

Ando picked up a medicine with two fingers, urging silently.

Sayero was silent for a moment before landing the aircraft on the ground: "I don't like others threatening me."

"Don't be so ugly..."

Ando bit the pill, and was caught off guard by the other party's wrist and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hey, hey, this is a foul!"

He coughed a few times, and was forced to swallow by Sayero's phalanx against his throat.

"He's in a school in New York."

"Which school... Hey you! I'm fucking you... Isn't that the same as saying nothing?"